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As for Lutzman’s remarks, at the time of the event I did consider the possibility of them finishing and winding up for the day, (it was during the morning). But as I said, when I returned to the station a few minutes later to have a peep I was surprised by how quickly they had disappeared from the station. In fact, I even made a point of spending a little time looking for them. I searched the streets for a van or some kind of vehicle, which would obviously have the film company or fashion photographer’s name on it, but there was no sign of such a vehicle. I even looked around to see if either of the two ladies might be walking around to stretch their legs, and also for workers who might have removed the board, but again there was nothing. Not even a station porter to oversee the clearing up process. I then followed the only road that led into and out of the road where the station was, and then into town for signs of a film company vehicle that might have been caught in the traffic. Again it drew a blank. In fact, if there were such a vehicle, surely I would have noticed it on the way back to the station.
As for the two cameramen, I honestly can’t say for certain how they were dressed. All I consciously remember is two men in what appeared to be jacket and trousers standing by a tripod and camera that stood almost as tall as they were. However, having said that, when I think back to the scene my subconscious mind seems to kick in with an image of two Edwardian men wearing plus-fours standing by a tripod with a large box camera with a concertina lens.
As for the idea of stepping back and being photographed at the turn of the century by the two men, this did actually cross my mind too. I was saying only recently to my two now grown-up children, wouldn’t be fantastic if I could find some old photos of Windsor Station where it shows an image of a young man in clothes that didn’t fit in with the time period. I had long hair in the seventies, which would certainly be out of place at the turn of the century.
If such a photo did exist, then it would be a tremendous breakthrough giving evidence that timeslips are real, and that those in the past can see us in our time as well as us seeing them in their time.
Thanks for your comments, Lutzman.
With regards to Ms Indigo’s remarks of a waxworks at the station set in the time of Queen Victoria’s Golden Jubilee. There was no such set-up while I was working in Windsor during the early seventies. I made visits to the station quite frequently and never saw any sign of a waxworks display. So I don’t think it even comes into the equation.
There was one other point of interest that I didn’t mention in the story. When I left the station building and entered into the street, I remember being hit by a feeling of returning to the modern ‘hustle & bustle’ and ‘noise’ of modern-day life. The contrast was quite striking. There is only answer, which is, there’s a high probability that it was timeslip.
Before signing of, I would again, for the third time, like to repeat my request to hear from those who have experienced a timeslip. It’s so important that we get these events catalogued for research purposes and for future reference. Your report will be taken seriously, not be ridiculed, and your name will not be published in order to protect your privacy.
Ron.
Thank you for your feedback.
As for Lutzman’s remarks, at the time of the event I did consider the possibility of them finishing and winding up for the day, (it was during the morning). But as I said, when I returned to the station a few minutes later to have a peep I was surprised by how quickly they had disappeared from the station. In fact, I even made a point of spending a little time looking for them. I searched the streets for a van or some kind of vehicle, which would obviously have the film company or fashion photographer’s name on it, but there was no sign of such a vehicle. I even looked around to see if either of the two ladies might be walking around to stretch their legs, and also for workers who might have removed the board, but again there was nothing. Not even a station porter to oversee the clearing up process. I then followed the only road that led into and out of the road where the station was, and then into town for signs of a film company vehicle that might have been caught in the traffic. Again it drew a blank. In fact, if there were such a vehicle, surely I would have noticed it on the way back to the station.
As for the two cameramen, I honestly can’t say for certain how they were dressed. All I consciously remember is two men in what appeared to be jacket and trousers standing by a tripod and camera that stood almost as tall as they were. However, having said that, when I think back to the scene my subconscious mind seems to kick in with an image of two Edwardian men wearing plus-fours standing by a tripod with a large box camera with a concertina lens.
As for the idea of stepping back and being photographed at the turn of the century by the two men, this did actually cross my mind too. I was saying only recently to my two now grown-up children, wouldn’t be fantastic if I could find some old photos of Windsor Station where it shows an image of a young man in clothes that didn’t fit in with the time period. I had long hair in the seventies, which would certainly be out of place at the turn of the century.
If such a photo did exist, then it would be a tremendous breakthrough giving evidence that timeslips are real, and that those in the past can see us in our time as well as us seeing them in their time.
Thanks for your comments, Lutzman.
With regards to Ms Indigo’s remarks of a waxworks at the station set in the time of Queen Victoria’s Golden Jubilee. There was no such set-up while I was working in Windsor during the early seventies. I made visits to the station quite frequently and never saw any sign of a waxworks display. So I don’t think it even comes into the equation.
There was one other point of interest that I didn’t mention in the story. When I left the station building and entered into the street, I remember being hit by a feeling of returning to the modern ‘hustle & bustle’ and ‘noise’ of modern-day life. The contrast was quite striking. There is only answer, which is, there’s a high probability that it was timeslip.
Before signing of, I would again, for the third time, like to repeat my request to hear from those who have experienced a timeslip. It’s so important that we get these events catalogued for research purposes and for future reference. Your report will be taken seriously, not be ridiculed, and your name will not be published in order to protect your privacy.
Ron.